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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 27, 2020 3:11:28 GMT -5
(Note: None of these sprites are mine. Please don't sue me, credit to the original makers of the sprites. I just downloaded them off of google.) ... It was a cold leaf-bare morning when Thistletuft was exiled. A warrior, Windcall had threatened to take away the queen's kits. They said she could never be a mother because Thistletuft was aggressive, and that they would keep her away from a single kit. What did they expect? Her mate, Firestorm is currently building a den. While Thistletuft is hunting. Soon, swoosh! Rushed through a whole flock of birds. "I managed to get a whole raven! My kits will love it! Oh, i guess i should introduce them.."  "Alright, the youngest is Tansykit. She's the one with the purple flowers in her face, then there's Rosekit. She got my spiky fur, but since she's young. For now it's just kit-fur. Then there's Nettlekit, he's the grey one with stripes. Loves stinging nettles. Then we have Needlekit, the black one! She's really big for a 2 moon old kit. Kinda like me when i was younger. The oldest is Thornkit, the blond-sandish colored kit. Also got spiky fur, and seems to be the most like his father when it comes to personality." Thistletuft continued on her hunt. she opened her jaws, letting the raven roll off into the snow. Tansykit was the first to reach it, tho she couldn't exactly eat prey yet. Thistletuft lied over, watching the kits surround the raven and devour it. Her green eyes glistened, she hadn't felt this happy since her exile from Stormclan. She remembered, oh shoot! Aren't they near Stormclan? Firestorm could get ambushed! But she couldn't leave her kits.. A. Check if Firestorm is alright. (Kits are vulnerable.) B. Stay with the kits. (Firestorm is vulnerable.) C. Continue the hunt. |
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Post by Silverfeather24 on Jun 27, 2020 9:23:47 GMT -5
B
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 27, 2020 9:53:16 GMT -5
Thistletuft stood by her kits. She couldn't leave them behind, especially Tansykit. Thornkit started to clean his fur, the orange kit. Rosekit fell over. It was almost night, she'd better return to the den. The fluffy she-cat rose up. Putting the dilute calico kitten on her back, and walked off.  The grey Maine Coon woke up, Firestorm by her side. "Alright sweetheart?" He purred, nudging towards her. "Thank goodness your alright! I.. I think we should move the den." Thistletuft pinned her ears, not knowing what Firestorm's response would be.. "Why tho?" He asked, tail perked. "Were too close to Stormclan, in fact.. Were in Stormclan territory! They own the marshes and moors!" Firestorm seemed to have just realized they're mistake. he looked over at Thornkit. The blonde kit nodded.' "Should we tho?" Firestorm asked A. Yes B. No C. Maybe later. |
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 27, 2020 14:07:39 GMT -5
A
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 28, 2020 1:47:13 GMT -5
"Yes." Thistletuft answered, already tearing down the walls to gain back brambles.. They traveled through the thick snow. Tansykit on her back, Thornkit and Needlekit by her side. They're fluffy coats could all warm up Tansykit if it's needed. Rosekit and Nettlekit followed Firestorm, still freezing. Rabbit in Thistletuft's maw.  They dug deeper into Mossclan territory, this was the only way they wouldn't be killed on sight.. The fluffy maine-coon continued to drag herself. "Oh sweet, a pre-build den!" Firestorm mewed, already settling into the giant 'New' den. She could smell something, but couldn't put her paw on it.. "MOSSCLAN! ATTACK!" Thistletuft sharpened her ears, hearing the sudden call. A silver tom lept at her, scarring her face slightly. "How dare you!" she yowled back, pinning the silver cat and slashing at they're ear. "Kits, get into the camp before they see us.." Firestorm whispered.  A. Slash they're face. B. Slash they're back. C. Flee from the battle. |
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 28, 2020 9:42:13 GMT -5
C
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2020 15:28:24 GMT -5
C
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 29, 2020 4:47:04 GMT -5
Thistletuft leapt across the brambles, she bristled her spiky fur. Sharp as a thorn she ran off, the she-cat fell back as she bumped into something.. "Stop! Your being taken as a prisoner of Mossclan!" The sandy-yellow cat yelled, Thistletuft turned. Seeing a black she-cat in-front of her. The silver tom stood with a large scar on his face, seeming to not have been from her claws.  The large Maine coon tried to hold off the cats, but they held strong enough to hold the big grey she-cat down. Through the snow she was dragged, until she'd been dropped on a large den of soft moss.. A blue-grey tom stood in-front of Thistletuft. "Thistletuft of-" The Maine coon cut off the leader. "Loners. I do not belong to Stormclan anymore." She mewed, looking down at Tansykit. Who was already climbing all over her. "You may join Mossclan as a queen."  "Alright." She accepted the leader's offer. But what should she do after sleeping and waking up? A. Meet the other warriors. B. Meet the second queen. C. Play with her kits. D. Suggestions |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2020 6:44:45 GMT -5
B and A! She should get to know the clan
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 29, 2020 9:49:40 GMT -5
A and b
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 29, 2020 10:43:05 GMT -5
Thistletuft opened her eyes, the large she-cat was ready to introduce herself to the other warriors. She purred as she woke, slowly approaching Hopeheart, the second queen. "Oh my Starclan! You must be the other queen? I'm hopeheart and i'm having my kits soon-" Thistletuft cut her off shortly. "Is alright, i don't need to hear it." She mewed. "Woah.. Your big!" Hopeheart mumbled in surprise. "Yeah, kinda runs in the family." "Would you like this bass i caught?" She asked, dropping the ginormous fish. In slight disbelief she smiled. "Sure, i'll dig in." Thornkit scrambled too it to seemingly get a bite, and get a bite he did. "Yep, being big runs in the family." Hopeheart mumbled once more seeing Thornkit yank a good portion of the tail.  Thistletuft had finished the bass and stepped outside of the nursery, and entering the elder's den. Her ears perked.. Seeing a similar face. One she might consider a foe.  "Your in the elder's den? This young?" She asked the silver tom. "Ivyfrost is deaf, he can lip-read but that's about it." Ivyfrost, that fits him. Because poison ivy stings like hell and the cold sucks, she thought. Sitting above the cat. He pinned his ears and formed a growl, Thistletuft left. Wanting to go to sleep. A. Go to Tansykit (Nursery) B. Ask Blueberrystar questions (Leader's den.) C. Sleep. (Nursery.) |
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 29, 2020 10:50:22 GMT -5
A
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2020 10:58:09 GMT -5
A and then C
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Post by Wurt the Merm on Jun 30, 2020 13:28:35 GMT -5
She slowly woke up, purring in the new warmth. Wait, was it new-leaf? In confusion she saw the remaining snow. Barely any snow in-fact!  Thistletuft decided she'd stay in the den, Hopeheart was doozing off, already asleep. "Marigoldfur, Petunianight, and Hibiscusfoot is coming to the gathering. Huh. What should i do first? A. Visit the warriors. B. Get prey for the kits and Hopeheart. |
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Post by I don’t know what I’m doing on Jun 30, 2020 13:45:16 GMT -5
B
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